Chapter 445

I Feel Heat

What does one know
What does one feel
Is it imagination
Or is it real

We say it is our heart
But it is really in our head
When it all falls apart
Both get torn and shred

Maybe some things
Are best left unsaid
We may have been misled
Or simply have misread

Love is something
That is not really there
But from nowhere it can exist
For those who dare

Now with another
I must compete
While you feel cold
I feel heat

Nobody